Rustling..Rustling…

—Was all you could hear advancing through the forsaken forest. Leaves crinkled, trees swayed, bushes laughed.

It wasn’t until the sudden stop in the rustling, that you were approached by a cautious being. He looked you up and down, his eyes glancing to your lips.. your left eye, and then to your right. His pupils dilated with curiosity..

”Who are you?”